It's hard for Us
In these lands full of Lies
Trying to stand
By what we believe

On the streets
With our jungles of fear
Watching for things
That are unclear

Often to late
To try to reinstate
Our blood that now flows
Along the ground

COZ we're Human

Down to our Bones

And we're wanted

Dead or Alive

There are Day's when I Weep
When I Look at my Child
Knowing the thing's
She Has to Hide
When she's on the street
With no jungle of my Fear
Not Watching for those
With a mask of Sincere
WHO will take her Away
Never to be seen Again
Until they Find
Her shallow Grave
COZ she's Human
Down to her young Bones
And she's wanted
Wanted
Dead or Alive